In a cabinet, she found the same clamps that Stephanie had introduced her to. She displayed them to Andrea. "Perhaps we should make this more int...resting," said Janet. "No!" cried Andrea, "not on my nipples!" "Where else?" asked Janet. It took no time for the hated clips to adorn Andrea's nipples and pussy lips. Janet wondered just why Andrea, who was Erica's maid, didn't wear a medallion like Tiffany? After all, since she was her Maid and presumably her number one slave, it would. "Maybe not yet this month above the table, but..." It's a lot of money, Donnie." Well, it's an investment," I replied. "The company will own the place and will have to pay me back over time. But I'll be living here, too..." Your accountant is gonna love you," Milo grinned. "unless the business folds."I shrugged. "It's a service business. The products are always in demand." Milo nodded."What is it exactly?" he asked."Cleaning, catering, hospitality work," Darla supplied.Milo nodded, eyeing Luz. He fired off another email, this time longer, this time more abrasive.No response.Outraged, Scott sat at his computer, looking at that picture of that gorgeous cock, jerking off incessantly, and figuring out ways to get under this guy's skin. That's all he wanted at this point. He wanted to annoy him, anger him, to make him frustrated and pissed off. He got a thrill from the attention, the fact that he knew he was an irritant; that was almost more arousing to him than getting fucked.Still no. " And off I went to lunch.Once home that afternoon, after cooling off from the school, while going through the homework I had I decided to message my handsome Teacher. " Hi Mr Watson, you on my mind. Cant wait for our one on one lesson. I'm sure that you will help me understand the work properly. Can't wait to see you, mwa" I sent to him. The afternoon went by, my homework completed and once my parents were home from work and we were in the kitchen making super and talking, I told them about.